Now you will keep your care.

Why do you keep turning away from me, Uncle Jay?

He'll feel more secure with his daddums at his side.

Uh, you know, Jethro, I don't feel much like hunting.

We just both feel an ornery, dragged out, don't give two shucks for nothing.

Before she come along, Duke was feeling lower and a snake's belly and a wagon rut, but look at him now.

Granny, taking in a wamp up a mess of spring tonic for old Duke and me, we is feeling like the high and quarter of the bad luck.

You said you and old Duke was feeling all dragged out and ornery, and you wanted to go hunting to get your blood to stir, and that's what you said.